The longest 24 hrs
The past week has been real tiring. But the past 24hrs is so eventful I guess it shades everything off. This is it...
I went to bed at 7, feeling a tad of sickness. The moment I laid comfortably on bed, my phone started ringing. Turned off my phone and drifted off into dreams almost instantly. Well, not that accurate. I think I was too tired to dream. The next thing I know, my eyes open to some blinding light. The HQ guys were than kind enough to turn off the lights for me. Calvin gave me a pair of panadol which I quickly swallowed...was too tired to even reach for water. Johnson told me I had to prep my vehicle for the day's commander training. Drifted off again. I vaguely remember waking up for at least 6 to 8 times. Thats probably why I could remember my dream. It was a peculiar one and despite the greatly interrupted sleep, the dreamed continued like a book...A sad novel. I dreamt that someone close and dear was dying from a severe illness. Despite the pain, there was no tears. Because I believed the person would leave on. Because I couldn't afford to lose the person. Because there are so many reasons I can't live without the person. In a dreamy state, I found myself thinking. Thinking about what I would do if it really happened. It was about six when I pulled myself out of bed. My head was heavy. My body beared a concoution of feverish feelings. I considered skipping the commander training altogether, but finally decided against it. Went for breakfast at the cookhouse and had to drag my man to come down to draw arms. Felt like killing those guys. They are simply too slack these days. Had it not been for the fever, platoon 10 would have seen hell this morning.
Was suppossed to be ready by 730 in the morning. I was. But as usual, we spent an hour or so waiting for noel to turn up. By then, I was already too sick to feel pissed. Staff steven came to educate us on the Atec Stage 1 standards. He seldomed talks to me and the impression I always hold was that he didn't really like me. Yet, he came up to me today and asked how I was. Asked why I looked so sad. I said I was ok. That 41 is fine. He came up to me again, put his arms around my shoulders and said: Trainee that time you always smiling and joyful, why now look so sad. It was then that I felt greatly touched. I put my arms on him and told him I am happy is 41, but I was running a fever. I really never expected such a gesture from him. The commander training lasted for around 4 hours in the vehicle shed. I swear I thought of falling out and going back to bunk to sleep. That thought surfaced for at least 10 times. And 10 times I decided to perserve and endure. Reason? I don't know too.
Soon as it ended, I went back to bunk and reste for some twenty minutes. Was due to go to Gedong camp for AGTS at 1230. My stomach was growling by then and I remembered how I had no appetite in the morning plus skipped dinner the night before.Dragged myself to the cookhouse and had a 8 minute lunch. Must have been too hungry then. Soon after, I was informed of a BPT briefing due tomorrow at 2pm. What it signified was that my friday off would be burnt...again. In actual fact, I should be on off today. And I have made plans to go out with Juan. But because of some ATEC stage 1 training, my off was pushed to friday. So, with great luck, I managed to get her out on friday instead. Curse be it, I think the situation will be totally screwed up if my friday is burnt as well. Don't wanna "fang ge zhi" on anyone. It ain't nice. Oh and I was feeling better than thanks to a second panadol. The office was cold so I started walking around the Coy line. Both my PC and Rsm was there so I took great efforts to disappear. Least I kanna. There is this tree beside the old medical centre. Under which a few slabs of rock provided a good seat. I found some peace there. The weather was a blessing for once, in a week. It was breezy, cooling and above all it had this sense of serenity. I felt much much better and thought the fever was gone.It was, for the next few hours....
Went to AGTS in kumar's car. I couldn't believe how screwed up things can get when I was rejected entrance because the staffs there claimed my uniform was dirty. Tough luck. I was already feeling screwed about the BPT briefing and this had to happen. With no choice, I went to Emart with dexiang to get kiwi, then went to cut our hair. As usual, AGTS was a cold place. When I left the winter hell, my fingers were totally numb and I couldn't even unbutton my pocket. I was shivering quite alot even on the tonner. It was then that I thought I should put on a strong front infront of my man. Behave like a commander and not a weakass...still I am human....Endure.
The moment I reached camp, I headed off to bed again and decided to f care the redwood's mess function I was suppossed to go. Decided to sleep for an hour plus, wake up at 8 and book out. I curse yself for not turning off my handphone. I got woke up for kelvin knows how many times by numerous calls. Well...they were important calls so...make peace. Told my mother I would be coming home when I wake up. Didn't want her to know I am sick so I can still go out tomorrow. Went I finally woke up, it was 1030. Calvin and Jialiang have already booked in. The rest have left for nights off. They were quite stunt. So I left camp finally at 11 when dad came to pick me up. I think a third panadol attirbute to the feeling better again. Water paraded myself to wash off the temperature. Hope it works...sometime it works.
What a day...doubt everyone will be able to see why. But it was hell of a day. Full of agony, but yet touched by the little actions of people around me. Hope I will be fine the moment I wake up tomorrow so I can go out. Been a long time since I get to go out. My days are just so packed and full of stressful work load. Thanks to NDP.
I went to bed at 7, feeling a tad of sickness. The moment I laid comfortably on bed, my phone started ringing. Turned off my phone and drifted off into dreams almost instantly. Well, not that accurate. I think I was too tired to dream. The next thing I know, my eyes open to some blinding light. The HQ guys were than kind enough to turn off the lights for me. Calvin gave me a pair of panadol which I quickly swallowed...was too tired to even reach for water. Johnson told me I had to prep my vehicle for the day's commander training. Drifted off again. I vaguely remember waking up for at least 6 to 8 times. Thats probably why I could remember my dream. It was a peculiar one and despite the greatly interrupted sleep, the dreamed continued like a book...A sad novel. I dreamt that someone close and dear was dying from a severe illness. Despite the pain, there was no tears. Because I believed the person would leave on. Because I couldn't afford to lose the person. Because there are so many reasons I can't live without the person. In a dreamy state, I found myself thinking. Thinking about what I would do if it really happened. It was about six when I pulled myself out of bed. My head was heavy. My body beared a concoution of feverish feelings. I considered skipping the commander training altogether, but finally decided against it. Went for breakfast at the cookhouse and had to drag my man to come down to draw arms. Felt like killing those guys. They are simply too slack these days. Had it not been for the fever, platoon 10 would have seen hell this morning.
Was suppossed to be ready by 730 in the morning. I was. But as usual, we spent an hour or so waiting for noel to turn up. By then, I was already too sick to feel pissed. Staff steven came to educate us on the Atec Stage 1 standards. He seldomed talks to me and the impression I always hold was that he didn't really like me. Yet, he came up to me today and asked how I was. Asked why I looked so sad. I said I was ok. That 41 is fine. He came up to me again, put his arms around my shoulders and said: Trainee that time you always smiling and joyful, why now look so sad. It was then that I felt greatly touched. I put my arms on him and told him I am happy is 41, but I was running a fever. I really never expected such a gesture from him. The commander training lasted for around 4 hours in the vehicle shed. I swear I thought of falling out and going back to bunk to sleep. That thought surfaced for at least 10 times. And 10 times I decided to perserve and endure. Reason? I don't know too.
Soon as it ended, I went back to bunk and reste for some twenty minutes. Was due to go to Gedong camp for AGTS at 1230. My stomach was growling by then and I remembered how I had no appetite in the morning plus skipped dinner the night before.Dragged myself to the cookhouse and had a 8 minute lunch. Must have been too hungry then. Soon after, I was informed of a BPT briefing due tomorrow at 2pm. What it signified was that my friday off would be burnt...again. In actual fact, I should be on off today. And I have made plans to go out with Juan. But because of some ATEC stage 1 training, my off was pushed to friday. So, with great luck, I managed to get her out on friday instead. Curse be it, I think the situation will be totally screwed up if my friday is burnt as well. Don't wanna "fang ge zhi" on anyone. It ain't nice. Oh and I was feeling better than thanks to a second panadol. The office was cold so I started walking around the Coy line. Both my PC and Rsm was there so I took great efforts to disappear. Least I kanna. There is this tree beside the old medical centre. Under which a few slabs of rock provided a good seat. I found some peace there. The weather was a blessing for once, in a week. It was breezy, cooling and above all it had this sense of serenity. I felt much much better and thought the fever was gone.It was, for the next few hours....
Went to AGTS in kumar's car. I couldn't believe how screwed up things can get when I was rejected entrance because the staffs there claimed my uniform was dirty. Tough luck. I was already feeling screwed about the BPT briefing and this had to happen. With no choice, I went to Emart with dexiang to get kiwi, then went to cut our hair. As usual, AGTS was a cold place. When I left the winter hell, my fingers were totally numb and I couldn't even unbutton my pocket. I was shivering quite alot even on the tonner. It was then that I thought I should put on a strong front infront of my man. Behave like a commander and not a weakass...still I am human....Endure.
The moment I reached camp, I headed off to bed again and decided to f care the redwood's mess function I was suppossed to go. Decided to sleep for an hour plus, wake up at 8 and book out. I curse yself for not turning off my handphone. I got woke up for kelvin knows how many times by numerous calls. Well...they were important calls so...make peace. Told my mother I would be coming home when I wake up. Didn't want her to know I am sick so I can still go out tomorrow. Went I finally woke up, it was 1030. Calvin and Jialiang have already booked in. The rest have left for nights off. They were quite stunt. So I left camp finally at 11 when dad came to pick me up. I think a third panadol attirbute to the feeling better again. Water paraded myself to wash off the temperature. Hope it works...sometime it works.
What a day...doubt everyone will be able to see why. But it was hell of a day. Full of agony, but yet touched by the little actions of people around me. Hope I will be fine the moment I wake up tomorrow so I can go out. Been a long time since I get to go out. My days are just so packed and full of stressful work load. Thanks to NDP.
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